Rivals

"Good morning, oppa." I smiled brightly at the sleepy figure that trudged out of the room, whilst I fired the blender in the kitchen.

"Soojung..." my older brother reaches in for a sibling hug, leaning his body onto my back for support. I struggled a little under his weight as he nuzzled his face on my head.

"Yoongi, you're smelly" I stuck out my tongue at him after I finished with the blender. He frowns slightly at my remark, but cherishes me too much to make a comeback like he usually does to others.

It would probably be a shocker to those around him that the cold and distant Min Yoongi - is protective over his little sister.

"Soojung, do you have time later?" Yoongi plops himself on the couch, staring blankly into space. I glanced over at his appearance, and snickered at the sight of his tousled bed hair and loosened buttons.

"I did the chores yesterday, so I have alot of free time," I responded, pouring the juice from the blender into a cup. "Why do you ask?"

"I'm going to meet my friends. You should come along and make bad life decisions with me." He quoted casually, lying down in a comfortable position while scrolling through his phone.

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"Is Yoongi hyung coming soon?" I peeked over at the lounge, where the rest of them were bickering about the difference between a peck and a kiss.

"He's coming over in a minute!" Taehyung calls over in a giggly voice as Jimin begun to tickle him on the floor.

decided to just act the same. I pulled the tight shirt off and threw it onto my bed, proceeding

I strolled around the house in a carefree motion, ruffling my hair occasionally with the towel. I watched questionably as Namjoon blasted porn on my flatscreen tv, the younger ones giggling at the

the walls and the entire building. I made up my mind to start Overwatch, in attempts to ignore the noises polluting my virgin ears.

sounded over the commotion. It must be Yoongi hyung.

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the tune sounded as he did, it was impossible to not notice

eyes in holy

big screen that was displaying uncensored scenes of body parts I didn't want to witness. As any other normal virgin would do, I closed my eyes tightly in fear of being scarred for life.

to the direction of the noise, and I

there was a bare chest pressed against my face, and an arm around my neck. I noticed a sweet scent of

calls my name with a soft voice, burying my head further into his chest in a protective stance, and preventing me from seeing whatever

"...You can open your eyes

torso. It was a sight much more pleasurable

the locks of his damp hair stuck onto his forehead. My vision then travelled down to his neck where a towel hung loosely, and further down where his chiseled abdomen was flawlessly displayed in full view altogether with a pair of grey sweatpants that adorned

my mouth opened and closed like a goldfish, trying to make sense of his presence here. Or more like, his strikingly attractive appearance that

boys crowded on

jaw was prominent against the clothing, accompanied by a half opened stare and parted lips. Holy cow,

the side. My ears flushed a scarlet red when I scanned some familiar faces amongst them, aside from

"Wait...what?" Jungkook stared in shock at my side profile, observing me closely. His grip around